《Psychic Parasite》Chapter 422: My Plan is Simple
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To conserve his aura expenditure, Jyorta coiled his weaker psychic arm around the Tier 2 Spindle Bee, transmitting his aura personification of hallucination through it. The Tier 2 Spindle Bee was currently sleeping under the boulder, tucked within the safety of his barrier. It had perched itself over the boulder's underside, dozing off.
To avoid wasting his energy, Jyorta made it sleep until he wished to make it work once again. His teammates though stared in a daze at the scene that was happening before them. They didn't even know whether to laugh or cry or applaud or fear at the scene.
26 Floating Spiders, all at Tier 1 were currently working to the limits as if their lives depended on it and the future of their race was at stake. They readily spun silk from their abdomen, creating various shapes using them.
They all formed a coiled-rope structure, creating a long rope that they piled at one end and continued to extend it. In the meantime, Jyorta was thinking using his Esper powers, calculating the length of the rope he needed.
It wasn't as if he was alien to the Floating Spiders. He had partially comprehended through some of their memories. So, he had surface-level knowledge about them, their habits, their working, the structure their silk followed, and ways to create constructs using them.
He used them all to make the Floating Spiders create a structure he thought would be helpful for his plans next. There were only 26 Floating Spiders, which clearly weren't enough for his plans. He soon saw them expend all the energy in their Heart Crystals. With a command from him, they even burned the energy in their muscles until they dropped to the ground as a pile of hardened carapace.
This was where Bilena came into play. Using her Tier 1 Skill, Enhanced Hearing, she detected the sounds of the Floating Spiders flying past. As the Floating Spiders had small statures, they always moved together in groups to avoid being preyed upon.
Whenever they moved past, Jyorta would use the Tier 2 Spindle bee to shoot a stinger at them. Everything that happened next was the same as before. He obtained another batch of Floating Spiders to make use of.
"Preparation is the key," Jyorta said to his teammates, "And, only with careful preparation can we proceed without any hiccups."
He then pulled in another batch of Spindle Bees that consisted of seven Tier 1 beings. He used them to rain down spindles on the ground that Duvic collected when they were exhausted.
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Every time this happened, his teammates stared in wonder at the construct Jyorta was making, wondering if the person before them was actually a human.
"What is that?"
"I can't understand what goes on in his mind anymore."
"Who the heck fell for his appearance?"
"Well, he is even more charming now."
"Can't argue with you there."
The three girls engaged in chatter as they whispered to one another. Duvic, on the other hand, stood in one corner and silently observed Jyorta's actions, mimicking it. He was learning to be more like Jyorta, focusing on every task that Jyorta had in mind.
'How…does he come up with these ideas?' Duvic wondered. He continued to focus on Jyorta, getting more confused as time passed. Finally, he was unable to endure it anymore, approaching Jyorta as he asked, "How are you able to come up with these plans?"
"I don't know, to be honest." Jyorta shook his head, "When I wish to do something, a lot of thoughts collide in my mind and I get a lot of ideas. But, if you wish to know the reason, do realise that the brain can come up with a lot of ideas as long as you fuel it with enough information."
"Enough information?"
"Yes," Jyorta nodded, "Facts, videos, conversations, ideas people use in the smallest of situations, etc. They all might seem useless at first glance, but everything is stored in our brain. And, when we think of something, all this information is triggered. They collide innumerable times and generate a new train of thought. As long as you have enough information to fuel your brain's imagination, you can achieve wonders."
"Keep learning," He smiled.
"I'll make a note of it." Duvic nodded and returned to his position at the corner, silently observing the actions of his teammates and the Frenzy Beasts beyond the barrier.
"Aren't you expending a great deal of psychic energy because of this? How will you recover?" Sreshta opened her eyes after having expanded the range of her Tier 1 Skill further, speaking as she noticed the many actions Jyorta was performing.
Jyorta lightly wiped the sweat off his forehead, "This is pretty draining on my reserves. But, I can still manage. Once this is ready, we'll be able to look for other green circles."
The Floating Spiders were working on three projects simultaneously. One was in the making of the rope. The second was in the creation of armours. The third was in the production of weapons.
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Jyorta used the spindles as the building blocks to create an array of weapons that would be useful to their exploits by binding them with the floating spider silk. Another rather advantageous fact with the Floating Spider silk and the reason it was tremendously feared was due to its properties.
The Floating Spiders had devised numerous methods to take advantage of the natural silk produced in their bodies. They created numerous weaving techniques that coiled and weaved the silk in a variety of forms, achieving the effects of solidity over large structures, rigidity over large volumes, elasticity mixed into a perfect radio of hardness and toughness, etc.
They basically used their silk as a building material to create any shape. Currently, Jyorta used the Floating Spider silk as the base material and the spindles of the Spindle Bees as the necessary parts to create weapons.
He joined them into a rectangular column, attaching them to one another to result in a sword. The silk binding them had also been hardened to make the sword sturdy. The spindles of the Spindle Bees weren't like the spindles in their military academy.
The spindles the Espers used was a rod with two pointy ends that was created to capitalise on the ability of their psychic arms to rotate.
The spindles of the Spindle Bees, on the other hand, were used to pierce and shred enemies apart. So, they were flat and rectangular in shape with a pointy end. Both its sides were also sharp, like blades.
The spindles of Spindle Bees varied in design from one to another, depending on their degree of evolution. But, they still followed a general pattern. The moment he had collected a certain number of them, Jyorta quickly thought as he played a game of puzzle using them with Sreshta.
As Sreshta had the Tier 1 Skill, Focus Vision, she was the best person for this task. He used her to arrange the spindles accordingly to the design he wanted. It did consume some time, but Sreshta completed one design after another.
Once she arranged the spindles accordingly until they fit each other seamlessly, the Floating Spiders worked on attaching them into one, creating swords, and spears.
In the meantime, he made the Tier 2 Spindle Bee munch on the Floating Spider carcasses that had fallen on the ground. This way, he ensured the energy in its Heart Crystal was brimming at maximum capacity.
Time passed in such a fashion as Jyorta was soon panting due to the exhaustion. He had already expended half his psychic energy reserves. He also had to use Regen to replenish his aura reserves at regular intervals, so the expenditure was massive.
Still, he wasn't concerned, for his creation was about to be completed. A lot of Frenzy Beasts tried to interrupt the work he was doing. In such times, Jyorta used his aura personification of Betrayal and added a layer of hallucination atop it to cause the Frenzy Beasts to kill each other.
The Graduation Ceremony Battlefield was a massive place. And, spurred by a mental input placed in them by the military academy, all the Frenzy Beasts were mostly focusing on hunting the students. So, as they were unable to sense Jyorta's position, the Frenzy Beasts soon parted way.
As for those that failed to do so, they eventually killed each other. In such cases, Jyorta made a couple of Floating Spiders remove the Heart Crystals from the dead Frenzy Beasts. He then cleaned them using his weaker psychic arm and put them into a pouch—that he made using Floating Spider silk.
Every time he put a Heart Crystal in it, he heard a small clink. He had collected quite a few already.
It had already been six hours since the start of the Graduation Ceremony. Jyorta's team hadn't left their hiding spot from the start. But, the expression of his team members was one of shock, disbelief, and excitement.
"How did it end up that way? We were looking at it from the start."
"As expected, I blinked for a second, and Jyorta changed it into something else. Are you sure we aren't under another one of his hallucinations?"
"Did you think he's like you? Why would he waste his psychic energy on a prank in this situation?"
"This is…awesome." Duvic held a sword, muttering as he felt its weight and its sharpness.
"Even if we find a yellow circle, the weapons in it would be the most basic of them all anyway. So, I thought, why not make better ones ourselves?" Jyorta smiled, looking at the finished construct before him with content, "My plan is simple."
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